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The thought that he might not cut into her like a spear. What if he didn’t love her back? What if this was only sex to him?

But oh, his kisses. He trailed his lips over her cheeks and neck, and he tongued the outer rim of her ear, her lobe, and then probed inside. She shivered. Her whole body quaked. His lips, his tongue, even the soft whisper of his breath sent blazes rippling over her.

That amazing chest, that long hair falling in an onyx veil around her as he nibbled. Oh, so amazing, so good…so right.

“Rafe,” she whispered. “Rafe, make love to me.”

He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, unclasped her bra, and removed them both.

“You are so beautiful.” His breath swept over her nipples and turned them hard. “I’ve never seen such a beautiful body, such a beautiful face, such a beautiful woman.” He closed his lips over one turgid peak.

“Oh!” She sighed. “Yes, kiss my nipples, Rafe. Please.”

“Mmm, any time, baby. So beautiful.”

He tugged at the bud, tantalized her whole body. His fingers traveled up to the other breast and circled the other nipple. Flicked it. Pinched it. She spread her legs, urging him to dry grind against her.

He obliged. She raised her hips to meet him, melding that sweet spot into him.

“Baby, I’m so hard for you,” he whispered against the swell of her breast. “I want you so much.”

“I want you too. Come inside me. Please.”

“Mmm, not yet,” he teased. “I’m not done tasting you.”

He let her nipple go with a soft pop and then worked her belt and zipper. Soon her boots, jeans, and panties were in a heap on the floor and his tongue was between her legs, caressing her wet folds.

She shivered, she writhed. He tugged on her, sucked on her, flicked his tongue in and out of her wet heat. She raised her thighs and hugged his head with them, urging him farther and farther into her depth.

“Rafe, that feels so good. God, I—”

She almost said the three words. Not the time. She let her head drift back into the clouds as he pleasured her.

“You taste great, baby, like fresh peach pie.”

His words send tingles over her skin. His tongue and lips sent her over the edge. She reached forward, grabbed two fistfuls of his hair, and forced his face farther into her heat.

And she soared to the highest peak in Colorado.

As she drifted downward, his face appeared, his chin glistening with her juices.

“Kiss me,” he said. “Taste yourself on me.”

The most erotic words she’d ever heard. She pulled him to her and kissed him—a hard, possessive kiss that mingled their scents together and seared their mouths in white heat. They made love with their mouths, tangling their tongues, each letting out little groans as they meshed.

Rafe ripped his mouth away. “God, baby, I have to be inside you.” He stood and made short work of his jeans and boxers.

He reached into his night table drawer and grabbed a condom.

No.

The words were sharp in Angie’s head.

No. Rafe. Only Rafe inside her.

“Please,” she said. “No condom. I’ve been on the pill forever, and I promise I’m clean.”

His black eyes widened and a smile crept to his face. “You sure?”

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